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maskormenacelogs2016-11-01 05:34 pm
wizzardly) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-11-01 05:34 pm
Entry tags:
- harleen quinzel | harley quinn,
- † bela talbot | n/a,
- † bruce wayne | batman,
- † daenerys targaryen | khaleesi,
- † darlene | n/a,
- † dorian gray | n/a,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † haen hithiel | chatterbug,
- † hemali | n/a,
- † james jesse | the trickster,
- † james patrick march | the master,
- † jeff winger | wingman,
- † jorah mormont | jorah the andal,
- † laura wilson | persephone,
- † mark vorkosigan | peter michael kane,
- † mick rory | heat wave,
- † petyr baelish | littlefinger,
- † raina | n/a,
- † reggie mantle | n/a,
- † rincewind | n/a,
- † sally mckenna | hypodermic sally,
- † sam merlotte | n/a,
- † tobias matthews | n/a,
- † tony stark | iron man,
- † will graham | wolf trap
~☆~ CHILTABRATION ~☆~
WHO: Dr. Frederick Chilton and his many... uh... admirers. (Or anyone in for free food.)
WHERE: The Iron Throne gentleman's club in Maurtia Falls
WHEN: the night of November 1st
WHAT: Dr. Chilton is opening his very own state-of-the-art psychiatric hospital in Maurtia Falls, and that deserves a celebration! Rincewind, combining theresources and free labor talents of Petyr Baelish, James Patrick March, and Jeff Winger, has put together a "surprise" party for just that purpose. Word travels fast in the imPort cities, and with several small-time celebrities attending it's sure to be a night to remember - why not slip in for a drink?
WARNINGS: n/a
The Iron Throne is, without a doubt, the classiest strip joint in all of Maurtia Falls, and tonight the old girl has even traded in her traditional garters for more sophisticated fare - while beautiful women abound, they're working drink trays instead of poles and stocking buffet tables instead of the stage, dressed in tasteful, traditional serving wear.
Thanks to the generosity of the Lord Ambassador, guests are free to flit about between the open space of the Throne's main room or recline on one of the many couches lining the alcoves, and those "in the know" may enjoy the more quiet setting of the VIP room for conversation. It should be noted, however, that tonight's lovely servers will inform guests that further entrance to the Throne's private rooms are off-limits for the evening (at least without first speaking to the owner himself).
Charged with catering and entertainment, James Patrick March has worked his magic for the affair. Beyond ever-flowing drinks, a multitude of tables spread with (notably vegetarian, and likely incomprehensibly-named) appetizers, hors d'oeuvres, and the sort of cheese boards that would make a Frenchman weep in joy, attendees can also enjoy music provided by a lovely house band set to serenade the crowd with jazz and old-time favorites.
Any imPort not living under a rock is sure to also spot familiar famous faces throughout the crowd. Thanks to the connections of one Jeff Winger, Dr. Chilton's well-wishers can hobnob with local TV celebrities and talk show hosts, listen happily to the dulcet voice of radio therapist Dr. Braiser Drane, or attempt to talk philosophy and world affairs with a gathering of small-time published authors.
Tonight is Dr. Chilton's night, after all, and everything glitters in his honor.
...Well. Almost everything. There do seem to be a few, er, more pedestrian decorating influences. Plastic banners line several walls with phrases like 'YOU DID IT!' and 'CONGRATULATIONS!', and for every silk pillow and hundred-dollar curtain there's a bundle of balloons, at least several of which seem to have been originally intended for a child's birthday party. Someone is sure to get tangled in a doorway curtain of tinsel before the night is over, and one of the daytime news personalities is already dragging a well-intentioned streamer by the heel of her shoe. Rincewind had to make his own contribution to the party as well, of course.
WHERE: The Iron Throne gentleman's club in Maurtia Falls
WHEN: the night of November 1st
WHAT: Dr. Chilton is opening his very own state-of-the-art psychiatric hospital in Maurtia Falls, and that deserves a celebration! Rincewind, combining the
WARNINGS: n/a
The Iron Throne is, without a doubt, the classiest strip joint in all of Maurtia Falls, and tonight the old girl has even traded in her traditional garters for more sophisticated fare - while beautiful women abound, they're working drink trays instead of poles and stocking buffet tables instead of the stage, dressed in tasteful, traditional serving wear.
Thanks to the generosity of the Lord Ambassador, guests are free to flit about between the open space of the Throne's main room or recline on one of the many couches lining the alcoves, and those "in the know" may enjoy the more quiet setting of the VIP room for conversation. It should be noted, however, that tonight's lovely servers will inform guests that further entrance to the Throne's private rooms are off-limits for the evening (at least without first speaking to the owner himself).
Charged with catering and entertainment, James Patrick March has worked his magic for the affair. Beyond ever-flowing drinks, a multitude of tables spread with (notably vegetarian, and likely incomprehensibly-named) appetizers, hors d'oeuvres, and the sort of cheese boards that would make a Frenchman weep in joy, attendees can also enjoy music provided by a lovely house band set to serenade the crowd with jazz and old-time favorites.
Any imPort not living under a rock is sure to also spot familiar famous faces throughout the crowd. Thanks to the connections of one Jeff Winger, Dr. Chilton's well-wishers can hobnob with local TV celebrities and talk show hosts, listen happily to the dulcet voice of radio therapist Dr. Braiser Drane, or attempt to talk philosophy and world affairs with a gathering of small-time published authors.
Tonight is Dr. Chilton's night, after all, and everything glitters in his honor.
...Well. Almost everything. There do seem to be a few, er, more pedestrian decorating influences. Plastic banners line several walls with phrases like 'YOU DID IT!' and 'CONGRATULATIONS!', and for every silk pillow and hundred-dollar curtain there's a bundle of balloons, at least several of which seem to have been originally intended for a child's birthday party. Someone is sure to get tangled in a doorway curtain of tinsel before the night is over, and one of the daytime news personalities is already dragging a well-intentioned streamer by the heel of her shoe. Rincewind had to make his own contribution to the party as well, of course.